User blog comment:Biggren/The Mice of Wintor/@comment-5343292-20120812192729

The grin on Blairnoze would have been perfect for a fox looking upon chickens, as she stumbled up and, leaning on one paw against the wall, chuckled at the hedgehog coldly "Your gonna wish yer mam killed ya when yew was a babe-But don't werry, yew always `ave me" "With a flash of silver, another one of her knives left her paw, aimed for the hedgehog's throat''